I asked if they were his. He replied that such things were long gone by the time he joined British Rail.
When did you join British Rail, John?1950 says he.
Well, British Rail was only three years old at that point, after the merger of the "Big Four".
He was a signalman so had no need of fancy uniforms I suspect, maybe a driver or station staff?
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Monday again.
And as Jools had a blood test early on, the trip to the gym was postponed yet another day, so she could fast before going, then once back have breakfast and be ready for the day.
In fact, it was a day in which little happened other than that. I stayed at home, sat on the patio and watched the birds, bees and butterflies. Drank coffee and generally did very little actual work.
Jools did trim more of the lilac tree, and the hedge behind it. Which I didn't know she was doing until I went upstairs for a shower to make me all smell beautiful, like.
I defrosted rolls for lunch, which I put in slices of ham found at the back of the fridge, as well as a cold Yorkshire pudding. For the carbs.
All the while the final day of the final test played out: England v India, and going into the last day England needed 30 something runs with four wickets remaining, but lost seven runs shy so the series was drawn 2-2.
A fair result.
So, to Jen's for cards, and Jools had a storming day, winning Meld and both the pots in Queenie, so our money tin went from nearly empty to nearly overflowing.
I just made up numbers.
But it was good just to pass three hours playing for pennies, drinking tea and some light humour until it was time to come home at five to feed the cats.
And so a quiet evening, talking with an old friend and catching up.
Then I retired to attend to my evening affairs.
Ahem.
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